Aphasia at Hogwarts

Harry lay upright on the bed, breathing heavily as if he had been running.

He touched his forehead, where there was a lightning-like scar that had been on his forehead when he was a baby and remains to this day.

It lay there quietly, and most of the time, Harry almost forgot about it.

But at certain moments, it would also make some noise and become hot, as if someone were pressing a red-hot metal wire on his forehead. The pain would spread from the surface of his skin to the depths of his soul, causing his body to Unstoppable trembling.

This means that the person who caused the scar is nearby, and it feels the same power as it does, and cheers.

Harry blinked, turned on the desk lamp next to him, rolled out of bed, took out the hidden wand, opened the curtains, and looked outside nervously.

That man, the mysterious man, the Dark Lord, the nightmare of the wizarding world, has he come to find me?

The streets outside remained quiet at night, which was very consistent with Privet Drive. It had always been respected and no bastards would make any noise in the middle of the night. The curtains on both sides were tightly drawn, and Harry didn't. see anything.

But, what is going on?

Harry touched the scar in confusion, remembering the scene in his dream just now.

It seemed like a familiar figure in a dense forest, which seemed so big in his memory. It was Peter Pettigrew, the person who betrayed his parents. At the end of the third grade, because of Voldemort's power, he let him run away. Come on, even Guan Qiong didn't keep him here.

And the other voice was cold, cruel, and vicious. Just hearing that voice made Harry's heart tremble.

That must be Voldemort's voice.

From this point of view, they seemed to be very far away from here. The nearest dense forest around Privet Drive was quite a distance away.

Harry thought to himself.

What are they doing? It seemed like he was plotting something, like he was trying to deal with someone, or he had a plan.

Harry's brows furrowed tightly, but things in dreams were not always clear. Only residual information was absorbed by him, so he didn't understand what was going on.

Harry, who was confused, tightened the wand in his hand and looked at Hedwig, who was sleeping in the cage.

Maybe he should talk it over with someone he knew at Hogwarts.

But who to turn to?

Hermione? She would definitely ask him to go to Principal Dumbledore immediately, and then she would look through the book to find the answer.

Ron? He would probably ask Mr. Weasley, his father, and then the Weasleys would know about it, and Harry would have to keep responding to their concerned inquiries, and Mrs. Weasley might even panic. Couldn't sleep all night.

Guan Qiong? This is a good idea, Guan Qiong can always solve all kinds of troubles, and he is very powerful. Harry has seen his strength in the past few years.

But

Harry felt that he had missed something, and Guan Qiong was not always in the same place. Like last year's summer vacation, he didn't know where he went on an adventure, and he couldn't even find Hedwig.

correct! Sirius!

Harry's eyes lit up, and he hurried to the desk, pulled out two pieces of parchment, dipped his quill in ink, and wrote down the fact that the scar on his head hurt again.

He wrote a lot, including what happened during his summer vacation, Dudley's bankrupt diet plan, and the Dursleys began to be polite to him because they knew they had a wanted criminal godfather, and all kinds of things. It's almost like a summer vacation diary.

Finally, Harry wrote down the painful scar on his head and asked Sirius if he knew the reason.

The other one was much shorter. After a brief greeting, Harry wrote about his scar and hoped to get help.

Looking at the two parchments in front of him, Harry had a smile on his face.

He planned to let Hedwig send it to Sirius first, so that he could receive Sirius's reply quickly. As for Guan Qiong, it depends on whether Hedwig can find him this time.

I don't know where he is now.

Romania.

As soon as Guan Qiong walked out of the fireplace, she saw Charlie Weasley who came to greet her.

That is the second son of the Weasley family, Ron's second brother. He has a figure similar to that of his twin brothers. Compared with Percy and Ron, he is shorter and stronger. You can clearly see His muscles are much stronger than those of ordinary wizards.

He has a broad face like a good gentleman, which does not match his figure. His face looks weathered and covered with freckles, and there is a large, shiny scar on one arm that was burned by fire.

"How are you, Guan Qiong? Did you have a smooth journey?" Charlie found Guan Qiong among the group of people walking out of the public fireplace at a glance. After all, there was only one Eastern face. He grinned, stretched out his hand and said Guan Qiong held it.

Guan Qiong felt many calluses and blisters on his hands.

"It went very smoothly. The floo network is very convenient." Guan Qiong smiled and nodded, and a light spot floated between the two of them.

It was indeed very convenient, just like the high-speed rail. It only took a few stops to arrive. After finding no trace of Voldemort, Guan Qiong came up with the idea of ​​​​taking a look at Norma in Romania. It was still some time before the Quidditch World Cup. There was no time, and he didn’t have anything else to do. Last year, there was an expedition with Two Hearts, but he devoted the entire summer vacation to it, otherwise he would have been able to come last year.

"Oh~ This is the magic that Ron told me about. It's amazing that the fluorescent spell can actually achieve this level." Charlie said in admiration, turning around and leading the way.

"I came over as soon as I received your letter. I'm glad you came to see Norma. Many people say they like dragons very much on the surface, but after raising them for a while, their interest fades away. After leaving them to us, Never mind it again," Charlie said half-complainingly.

"I wanted to come here last year, but I was delayed by other things during the summer vacation." Guan Qiong looked helpless.

Who knew that after entering the Tree of Seta, it would take so long to conceive two hearts, and I almost didn’t even make it in time for the start of school.

"It's not too late this year, and compared to last year, this year is a good time." Charlie said, suddenly paused and did not continue.

Guan Qiong didn’t ask, just followed Charlie’s footsteps.

The wizarding center in Romania is full of dragon features. Nine of the ten shops along the street sell dragon-related things, such as dragon scale decorations, dragon flame storage, dragon dung fertilizer, and dragon claws. There are all kinds of potion ingredients such as powder, dragon's blood and even dragon's heart and liver.

There is even a huge dragon skull placed on top of the bar.

"Most of them are sub-dragons. There are not many pure-blood dragons. Killing and trading are not allowed. Natural deaths must also be handled by the Ministry of Magic." Guan Qiong looked around while Charlie explained.